In the schoolyard there were those who greeted you by raising a hand and then there were
those who greeted you by raising a rival striker
.
Preferably, one that was very pacifier or son of the teacher or that showed off brand shoes.
Or all three.
Picking it up high from a doorway to drop it on the concrete.
Zas.In that little field at school where almost everyone wanted to be
Butragueño
or
Simonsen
, we were also the ones who dreamed of being
Arteche
.
Because one thing was seg
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